[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
backed out of the room. Hot, angry tears filled his eyes as he leaned
his back into the wall and pressed his hand over his heart.
The scene played over in his mind again, and again, and again, as
if the image wanted to torture and taunt him and make him remember
every single painful detail.
Michael had been in a full lip-lock with Jenny.
Jenny of all people.
PJ felt like he couldn t get enough oxygen into his lungs as his
dreams of being owned by Michael slipped away to shatter into a
million pieces at his feet. His knees buckled and his heart hurt as the
tears streamed unchecked down his cheeks.
A cold, dark feeling of despair started to slowly spread over his
entire body. He had trusted Michael. He finally understood the
cautiousness he had been feeling for the past month. PJ now knew
why he hadn t fully given his heart to the man.
He had been falling in love with Michael, but there had been
something deep down that he had been holding back.
Now he knew what that something was.
Pushing away from the wall, bitterness and raw misery filled him
up to the point that PJ had to get out of there. He couldn t stand
around and wait to see Jenny s eyes when she emerged from the
locker room with a triumphant smirk on her plastic surgery face.
PJ walked out into the late-afternoon sun, the resentment building
inside of him with each step. He wasn t enough for Mr. Michael
Grafton.
It had all been a lie.
Nothing Michael taught him was real any longer.
Brats in Training 4: Training Michael 67
None of Michael s rules or boundaries applied to him now, and PJ
felt that safe blanket he had found in Michael s arms being ripped
from his body to be replaced by a cold bucket of ice being dumped
over his head.
He should have known better than to reach out to someone like
Michael. The man was rich, a bachelor, and sought out by many
women. PJ had witnessed a few who had practically thrown
themselves at the all-powerful Michael Grafton.
But PJ had felt just as powerful when Michael openly turned them
down.
The closer toward home PJ got, the calmer he became. He wasn t
going to allow Michael to crush him. He wasn t going to allow
Michael to see how he had hurt PJ.
No, PJ was going to teach the Dom what it was like to be totally
and utterly humiliated. A wry grin formed on his lips as he turned,
and headed to run his errands for the dinner tonight.
A dinner that Mr. Two-Timing Michael Grafton wouldn t soon
forget.
68 Lynn Hagen
Chapter 10
Well? Jenny asked as she leaned back, licking her lips and
smiling as if she had won some sort of gold medal. Tell me you
wouldn t much prefer my lips to PJ s.
At first, Michael had been too stunned to stop Jenny from pushing
him against the wall and sticking her tongue down his damn throat.
He hadn t been expecting to see her in the men s locker room. He
sure as shit hadn t expected her to grab him and try to seduce him.
Michael s anger began to mount as he stared down at the vile
woman, and his temper spiked to an all-new high. For months Jenny
had been throwing herself at him, and he had tried to his best to be
tactful with his declines.
She had gone too damn far this time. His jaw clenched as his
fingers curled into fists. He had never in his life hit a woman, and he
wasn t going to start now. But damn if Jenny didn t cross the line.
I would suggest you move away from me, Michael gritted out
between clenched teeth.
Jenny s eyes widened and then narrowed. You re telling me that
PJ is a better kisser than I am?
I am telling you that PJ is a better everything than you are,
Michael said, trying his best not to let his anger boil over. I am
telling you that I will be talking with Mr. Landow about his choice in
managers at Total Body. And I am most definitely telling you that if
you ever come near me again, I ll sue the stretch marks right off of
your thighs.
Brats in Training 4: Training Michael 69
Jenny looked at Michael like she couldn t believe he wasn t
falling at her feet, worshiping her. Her light-brown eyes darkened,
and her lip pulled back into a snarl.
Michael chuckled, totally unaffected by the woman s display of
anger. You need to leave the men s locker room, Jenny.
Fine, pick PJ over me. Let s see how well that works out for him
when he doesn t have a job tomorrow.
Michael pushed away from the wall, walking over to his locker.
He d had enough of her bitter comments and threats. He ll have a
job, Jenny, as my new personal assistant. I m quite sure it pays ten
times better than this place, and the benefits are outstanding. He gave
her a wink, seeing that he hit a chord. Although I m not sure your
next job will be as satisfying.
Okay. Jenny held up her hands, fear finally replacing her anger.
How about I never come near you again, PJ keeps his job, and this
never happened?
Michael grabbed his bag from his locker, shaking his head as he
left the room. Not a chance in hell, Jenny. He left Jenny standing
there with her mouth hanging open and walked out into the main gym,
searching for PJ.
Michael looked around the gym for PJ, but didn t see his sub
[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]